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he's been caught. "You're right. I'm going alone to look for supplies, but after I find them we can all gather them together. I'd also like to find a good fuel source while I'm at it." I say while leaning against the truck.
“You're going to have company this time. I'm coming whether you like it or not!" Logan declares.
"Look." I start, but I'm immediately cut off.
"No, you look. You can't do all this on your own. We expect to help from this moment forward." He says rather angrily.
"I need you to help look after Lainey, Ricky, Gage and Tessa while I'm gone." I state, hands on my hips ready for a fight.
"I'll be here to help. Get over it, Makayla, Logan is going." Lainey states in a no nonsense tone while she’s gathering up supplies from the SUV to transfer to the truck.
I am not a happy camper as we drive into an upscale neighborhood. Blu and everyone else is behind us in the truck.
"Wait! Wait, Logan, did you see that?" I ask.
"What?" He asks, looking over at me.
"Go around. I swear I saw a sign that says, Please Help ." I say urgently.
"Mak, you can't save the whole world." He says, with a frown.
"Well, Logan, I can damn sure try. Follow those signs!" I say without even looking in his direction.
"Shit!" I hear him mutter under his breath, but he turns the wheel in the right direction.
We travel three lanes over and see a house with a big white flag outside that has HELP written across it in red. The moment the front yard comes into view I want to vomit. Both flesh eaters and humans lay scattered across the yard. We are too late to help, but I still want to check the house, just in case. The look on Logan's face tells me he has no intention of stopping.
"Logan, I'm going inside whether you stop here or not. I have to make sure there are no survivors." I say sternly.
"Makayla, look around you. There is no one alive in that house." Logan says.
Unbuckling my seatbelt, I pull my Glock from its place at my side. "I'm going in there. You can stay here or you can come along. Your choice!" I state, opening my door as the truck is still moving slowly.
The yard is truly disgusting. Half chewed body parts lay scattered about and I know this had been a big fight, but I’m not sure there was winner. I walk alert and ready for anything as I feel Logan come up behind me.
"You know you're crazy as hell, right?" Logan asks at my side.
"Yeah, but saving the world is up to us now!" I respond with a slight grin.
Walking through the gruesome mess is nauseating to say the least. Blood and gore is everywhere we look, but at least before dying they had put up a valiant effort!
"Don't come any closer." Someone says from behind the door.
"We're here to help." I reply, pointing my pistol toward the ground.
"How can you help? You're just a ragtag group of youngins." The man behind the door says.
"Gramps, let them in." I hear a young child say.
Opening the door, we see an older gentleman surrounded by three children and off to the side stands a woman who looks very frazzled.
"Thank you for coming. My name's Melanie, this is gramps, my brother Micael, my sister Melody and my mom Chrissy. We don't have much food, but you're welcome to come in and rest for awhile." Smiles the girl.
"Looks like y'all had some trouble." I say, still not trusting any of them. "We did. We were attacked a couple nights ago." She says with a slight frown.
"A couple nights ago? Why haven't you cleaned up the mess? It's going to call out to more." I say quizzically, my brow lifted.
Something isn't right here. I look to Logan and he seems to have figured it out right along with me.
"Well, as you can see, Gramps is a little too old to be out moving bodies and we're all just a little too young and frightened to be outside." She says looking to her family. Now that I notice it her mom is a little more than frazzled, she is tied to
“You're going to have company this time. I'm coming whether you like it or not!" Logan declares.
"Look." I start, but I'm immediately cut off.
"No, you look. You can't do all this on your own. We expect to help from this moment forward." He says rather angrily.
"I need you to help look after Lainey, Ricky, Gage and Tessa while I'm gone." I state, hands on my hips ready for a fight.
"I'll be here to help. Get over it, Makayla, Logan is going." Lainey states in a no nonsense tone while she’s gathering up supplies from the SUV to transfer to the truck.
I am not a happy camper as we drive into an upscale neighborhood. Blu and everyone else is behind us in the truck.
"Wait! Wait, Logan, did you see that?" I ask.
"What?" He asks, looking over at me.
"Go around. I swear I saw a sign that says, Please Help ." I say urgently.
"Mak, you can't save the whole world." He says, with a frown.
"Well, Logan, I can damn sure try. Follow those signs!" I say without even looking in his direction.
"Shit!" I hear him mutter under his breath, but he turns the wheel in the right direction.
We travel three lanes over and see a house with a big white flag outside that has HELP written across it in red. The moment the front yard comes into view I want to vomit. Both flesh eaters and humans lay scattered across the yard. We are too late to help, but I still want to check the house, just in case. The look on Logan's face tells me he has no intention of stopping.
"Logan, I'm going inside whether you stop here or not. I have to make sure there are no survivors." I say sternly.
"Makayla, look around you. There is no one alive in that house." Logan says.
Unbuckling my seatbelt, I pull my Glock from its place at my side. "I'm going in there. You can stay here or you can come along. Your choice!" I state, opening my door as the truck is still moving slowly.
The yard is truly disgusting. Half chewed body parts lay scattered about and I know this had been a big fight, but I’m not sure there was winner. I walk alert and ready for anything as I feel Logan come up behind me.
"You know you're crazy as hell, right?" Logan asks at my side.
"Yeah, but saving the world is up to us now!" I respond with a slight grin.
Walking through the gruesome mess is nauseating to say the least. Blood and gore is everywhere we look, but at least before dying they had put up a valiant effort!
"Don't come any closer." Someone says from behind the door.
"We're here to help." I reply, pointing my pistol toward the ground.
"How can you help? You're just a ragtag group of youngins." The man behind the door says.
"Gramps, let them in." I hear a young child say.
Opening the door, we see an older gentleman surrounded by three children and off to the side stands a woman who looks very frazzled.
"Thank you for coming. My name's Melanie, this is gramps, my brother Micael, my sister Melody and my mom Chrissy. We don't have much food, but you're welcome to come in and rest for awhile." Smiles the girl.
"Looks like y'all had some trouble." I say, still not trusting any of them. "We did. We were attacked a couple nights ago." She says with a slight frown.
"A couple nights ago? Why haven't you cleaned up the mess? It's going to call out to more." I say quizzically, my brow lifted.
Something isn't right here. I look to Logan and he seems to have figured it out right along with me.
"Well, as you can see, Gramps is a little too old to be out moving bodies and we're all just a little too young and frightened to be outside." She says looking to her family. Now that I notice it her mom is a little more than frazzled, she is tied to
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